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lundi, décembre 12, 2005
Nobel Speech for Bush
In his Nobel Prize acceptance Lecture, Harold Pinter proposes a speech for George Bush. Pinter volunteers to write the speech himself. Here it is in all its brief beauty (remember Bush is speaking):
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Will you be coming to the bloggers dinner in Malta? I'd like to be able to talk politics with you. (and yes, yes, I don't know how many times I've said I would write about Bush, Cheney, Rumsfeld and Co. and failed to follow through - but then you try living in the middle of Scotland at this time of year...
I'm not sure that would have been a George W. Bush speech. It sounds more like Pinter's "poetry". Here's one:
American Football
Hallelujah!
It works.
We blew the shit out of them.
We blew the shit right back up their own ass
And out their fucking ears.
It works.
We blew the shit out of them.
They suffocated in their own shit!
Hallelujah.
Praise the Lord for all good things.
We blew them into fucking shit.
They are eating it.
Praise the Lord for all good things.
We blew their balls into shards of dust,
Into shards of fucking dust.
We did it.
Now I want you to come over here and kiss me on the mouth.
Harold Pinter
Sheer genius isn't it? No wonder he won the Nobel.
P.S. Will this get a mention in Postform? I mean, that poem is so profound.
http://lanzarotemaltabruxelles.blogspot.com/2005/11/harold-pinter.html
fausto:
"You know, the kind of situation where a friend asks you for a favour and you cannot say know."
- THAT might get you a mention on postform
or even "pubic appearances"
Welcome back... errors and all.
david:
and?
Yeah, that's why I'll never win the Nobel.
P.S. "Pubic appearances" appeared in the Grauniad -- I just copied and pasted. Follow the link.
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